Part of a Thought

There’s something about soup and buttons and sweaters with muted pastel colours and leaves with much brighter colours that all share a space in my mind The same way that neon and sunglasses and heavy base share a spot too and fingers and toes and baby’s laughter and bright innocent eyes all have a like place in my head and somehow birds and magic and mornings on white couches drinking dark coffee and lullabies at 4am all become part of the thought of you

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